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Dept. of You Couldn't Make this Stuff Up

I find myself in the home of a doctor (or two), and needing of a pen. I find one; it is a clickable ball-point, the point already out. I use it. I am done. I click the top. It does not close. I click a few more times. Nothing. I twist off the end, refit the mechanism, put it all back together, try again. Still nothing. The tip of the pen simply will not retract, and that's all there is to it.

The pen is a freebie from a drug company. (The house is littered with them.) I read the name of the drug in question, emblazoned across the pen's side. Sildenafil citrate. Viagra.

Best moment I had all day.

March 20, 2003 9:28 PM

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I like it. That is a funny one.

Now you are going to have me thinking of possible pen promotions all day...

Maybe a pourous one that a breeze will pass through for allergy medications. (Looks a little like swiss chesse. Hey, if the alergy people don't want to use it maybe they will!)

One that glows when you write with it for the latest anti-depressent, actually that might be kinda cool on its own for night time journaling or writing your last will and testiment as you are sealed up in your duct taped room! A homeland defense pen!

Posted by rob on March 24, 2003 10:38 AM

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